The existence of these people flew on the tongues of those who spread the rumors, but it wasn't a rumor because here they were in front of him.
They could curse you without even saying the words. They could think it, and it would happen. Especially the one standing in front of him, Boy Napualawa. "You know my name," Henry thought his end had come. "Fuck, fuck, fuck..""There's a lady present, Henry," Boy scolded him lightly. "Show some manners, and stop swearing. It's a lazy way of communicating and shows a need for more education because you must learn the proper words to use in a conversation."
"I'm sorry," Henry apologized.
"Come with us, Henry," Boy gestured toward the front door.
"I'll just give you the whole tackle box, and we'll call it even. I don't even need the money," Henry begged.
"As I said, Henry, it's not that simple," Boy reiterated. When he saw that Henry was resistant to going with them, Boy gave a nod to Kealoha, who stuck a needle in Henry's neck, which rendered him useless.
~
It was the dead of night, and Henry woke up in a pothole on the side of a path or road. He lay there curled up with his arms wrapped around the tackle box, surrounded by the spirits of Hawaiian warriors holding red torch lights. The cadre' parted and bowed their heads. There stood Kamehameha the Great with a dowl in one hand. He swiftly removed the tackle box from Henry's grip and tore off the cover. With the spearhead in one hand, he placed it on the top of the dowl, where it suddenly melded and became one whole spear. The mighty king departed, but the rest of the cadre' of night marchers converged on Henry and began repeatedly piercing him with their spears until he was nothing but a pile of skewered pulp.
~
"We have to do something about this dark web," Rita said.
"The cyberspace community is larger than we are, and like us, they are never going to go away," Boy replied."
"We'll just monitor what's going on," Ivan said. "That's all we can do."
"Can we go eat now?" Tiny interrupted. "Like before we have to go to the airport?"
"I know where to go, boss," Kealoha volunteered while taking a turn at Ali'i Drive.
"Ohana Inn!" Rita said with excitement. "I have so many memories from that place!"
"After this, we have to look into another dark web incident," Boy said. "It's about the Kiha-Pū. Apparently, there's the one in the museum and the one that's disappeared."
"Yes," Ivan sighed. "I remember that. The one that King Kalakaua listed as the Kha-Pū in a box, and the actual one."
....Pau for now
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